atruegryffindor would like some cookies
Her hair was tied back, flour and a bit of icing smeared unknowingly onto her cheek as she stuck out her tongue while keeping a steady hand. Even though she was still missing over a year and a half's worth of memories baking and decorating was coming naturally. The chime above the door rang.
"Gimme one second darlin'. I'll be right with ya. I promise.
















